C.G.Ayling

Month: January 2012

  • Tweets for Posterity 68.

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    “Even in sun’s bright light were their shapes shadowy. Substantial, yet… intangible. An echo of a reflection, more than reality’s image.”

    Substantial, yet intangible. Real, and a dream, at once. Power, and pain. Mystery, and chaotic distress. Words I see, but cannot touch.

    Universally, politicians pledge to serve, then stay, to gorge. #thought

    I’m not a politician, or a member of any political party, I vote with my conscience. I hope each of you votes with yours. {no more politics}

    Is reality, the harrowed visage our mind asserts we are, or the serenity, others think they see? #thought

    Good deeds don’t acknowledge the value to the doer, though the mass media does. #thought

    The song of our injured earth, heard with the heart, not the ear. #malmaxa

    goodnight all, slumber it does call, and who am I, to it decry. #thought

    During war we innovate, so well ~ during peace, innovation stagnates ~ is our most powerful catalyst, conflict? #thought #shame

    If words, are only words, then how can they be yours, alone. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 67.

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    My son just won his first wrestling match of the contest with a pin, 5 seconds into the bout. {basks, in the reflected glory}

    {JuliaGem} 13, cutting wisdom teeth. Me “Wisdom teeth arrive when you should become wise.” Julia “Oh, so I should have had mine years ago?”

    I’m editing Malmaxa, yet again ~ perhaps times passage, has improved my aim ~ smoothing rough edged words, honing them sharper, I hope.

    A cruel word is like a twice-barbed arrow, injuring the aggressor, and their victim. #thought #malmaxa

    A tragic thing, brought to mind by tragedy, is that we cannot legislate away insanity. #thought

    Insane people, not the implements they wield, are the true killers. #thought

    Take me back ~ to earlier, anguished times ~ for now I can bear to look on them ~ as I could not, way back then. #thought

    Lobbying, seemingly sound principal, now twisted to deny access to all, save the wealthiest. #change

    When politicians forget their purpose is serving their constituents, and focus on raising cash for re-election- they have failed us, utterly

    Embarrassment: a foolish form of shame, serving little, except preventing us from revealing our true selves. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 66.

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    Where are my worthless cohorts when I need them? Lunch calls, or at least that’s what my stomach proclaims…

    Speak of the devils, and my cohorts appear! {mystic meaning, or co-incidence, you be the judge, for those are cloaks I will not wear}.

    @rumor_imbris give a damn, every day. There are many who deserve it, and others who’ll take even that, and be glad of it. #thought #later

    It’s that time we so love again today, but there’s order in my list this day – I sorted them, Zee to Aye… #FF

    my passion spent on a worthy deed ~ I bid you all godspeed ~ a trip for work must I make, though thoughts of you all, I’ll take. #later

    Might casting aspersions on the motives of those who do good, render you an ally, of evil? #thought

    With your hands spread open wide, slow your fall, down terror’s slide. {Hint of my first poem, in 30 years}

    To grant aid, or praise, is easy, to accept it… not so. #thought

    mortality’s short, sweet kiss… a poem https://cgayling.com/malmaxa/2012/12/mortalitys-short-sweet-kiss/ … #poem #thought

    That poem is not an exhortation to death. Hold true to yourself, until time comes for each of us to escape the shackles of mortality.

  • Tweets for Posterity 65.

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    How do my friends, for such I count those who read my ramblings with their tolerant eyes, fare this gloomy day?

    A poor thought remains so, even when cloaked in splendid words. #thought

    Simple words, spoken from the heart, strike true. #thought

    My heart scan has failed, my groping fingers finding nothing worthy of the one, who needs it most. #guilt

    Why strive to limit oneself, to the conceptions others have, of you. #thought

    You never bring me anguish, only a tempering, of reckless joy. #thought

    How could I not know the tortured soul, who bares their heart, praying for a strike quick, not cruel. #thought

    “As to the trivial things over which people grow frantic… most were matters more deserving of laughter than anguish.” #malmaxa

    “In vino, veritas.” – unknown. In the removal of inhibitions drunkenness can bring, may true character be revealed.

    Nothing more than random words, gathered together, and cast into the wind. #iam

  • Tweets for Posterity 64.

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    A terrible feeling washes over me today ~ work’s horrible call ~ will prevent my twitter play. #thought

    via my wife. Wife “How many women have you slept with?” Husband “Only one, dear – with all the others, I was awake.” #humor

    Guilt: a natural state of mind to which one listens, and grows ~ or turns a deaf ear, and blinds oneself. #thought

    Why are so many intolerant, yet grant exceptions for their own poor behavior, without a single thought. #thought

    Most of my thoughts are far more negative than positive. I strive to balance them, should I often fail… well, I’m ok with that. #thought

    Death: inevitable destination ~ transition, into another form ~ to be feared, or anticipated? #thought

    You cannot catch me, in a lie ~ not within this virtual world ~ herein, what need of such, have we. #thought

    And speaking of commercial lies, here isn’t one. Reading http://bit.ly/CGbMal1 will make you lose wait. #malmaxa Please RT.

    So many, dressed in old pain ~ soul cold rain ~ it comes, again. #thought

    Thoughts we have, choices we make, to give of ourselves, to those who take, take, take. #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 63.

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    A flash, of Blade ~ a line, of Blood ~ pure drops of Life, fall in the mud. #thought {a wish, that I could type}

    At times, truth has beauty, at others it reveals the rot. #thought

    as we age, our tastes mature ~ our children, our moods endure.

    “…her face, schooled to obedience after many cycles of practiced composure, gave away nothing, save curiosity.” #malmaxa

    You words are adequate to my needs ~ eloquent to my ear ~ fingers, dragged across the the strings of my hears. #thought

    Would we cast away all we’ve gained ~ to return our form ~ to youth, again. #thought

    My old body, plays wicked tricks ~ upon this mind ~ so young, and quick. #thought

    “That her anticipated adversary might become an ally, maybe even a friend, pleased her more than she cared admit.” http://bit.ly/CGbMal1

    Life, a gift granted in a blink ~ though from where, I cannot think. #thought

    The cycles of the moon ~ play havoc with our mood ~ I think, what think you? #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 62.

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    Will those, so cut ~ note their passage from my Twitterverse ~ or keep talking, to themselves?

    Maybe, I got this all wrong, and Twitter is nothing more than a numbers game. I think not, and friends here I’ve found… the unlike minded.

    Tuesday come, Monday went, so brief a time, with you I spent. Sadness for that – joy, for the time watching my youngest play. Her solo.

    Debts repaid, to friends most true ~ those mentioned next are worthiest, to me ~ so too might they be, for you. #friends

    As ever, the fear I missed someone worthy lifts its horseman’s head. Apologies, will be due, and granted, in time. Perhaps.

    self-pity: the wallow of a shallow soul. #thought

    I’ve purged my soul, and feel better already… now on, to more pleasant things, chatting with my friends :).

    “The irises were edged with hazel and flecked throughout with specks of glittering gold.” – Eden’s eyes. #malmaxa

    “Looking into those pools brought to mind a starry night, in the moments before sunrise.” – Eden’s eyes. #malmaxa

    “A broad grin lit her face and revealed wide set eyes, the color of midsummer sky. Her father’s eyes, in her mother’s face.” Selene #malmaxa

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    When a pariah reveals their true face, gaze long on it, that you might recognize it in other shadow souled.

    Innocence has no hidden intent or agenda, wickedness has. #thought

    Within this virtual world, we define ourselves not by our actions, but by our desires, cast into words. #thought

    Are we defined by our dreams, or our circumstances? #thought

    Dreams hold the power to free us from life’s constraints – our own, and the expressed dreams of others, also. #malmaxa

    Farewell, those who fared well, and those who did not, may tomorrow hold happiness. #goodnight

    Best friends, remain so, though they might appear as strangers to many. #thought

    Acquaintances come and go, while true friendship is diminished by neither time, nor distance. #thought

    Stupidity: accelerating, toward halted traffic.

    Thanks again to the preceding, who shared my views with others, while likely not sharing them, themselves. #diversity #thought

  • Tweets for Posterity 61.

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    If there is purpose, is it the creation, or the protection of tenuous life – I tend to the former, but I am {OftenWrong}. #thought #iam

    Humanity: were we to believe the terrors we have done… yet that is not humanity. In truth, it is a few corrupt men, holding us in thrall.

    Philosophy: #malmaxa, in another word. Choices you’d never make, unless you had no choice.

    That time is near, the wall doth rear ~ too high, for one as me to climb. #goodnight

    Marriage, a wonderful word ~ a worthy institution ~ a question, of meaning… http://bit.ly/123Fuj4

    in this realm will night be short, tonight ~ in another longer and filled with music, and cheer.

    candles bright do burn ~ lessening darkness, for a while ~ till dark once more, takes its turn. #thought

    promises did I make, and tonight, I must them break, tomorrow might this postponed debt, be due. #goodnight

    Been soul searching, finding what Twitter, might be, to me ~ as an author, I sell my words, yet here they have no price ~ no worth, no need.

    To me, it’s not about numbers, it’s about conversations ~ no interaction, with anyone ~ spells your demise.

  • Tweets for Posterity 60.

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    Better a deep, difficult truth, than a trivial, agreeable falsehood. #thought #malmaxa … till tomorrow, friends.

    Condescending: A scam artist walking downhill. And I never even looked in a dickionary!

    Were there a single word, to which I must pledge belief, it would be Nature. #thought

    Ocean, holder of mystery, primal granter of life. I treasure, and fear you. #thought

    @rumor_imbris knowledge of our mortality rests heaviest, at times intended for companionship. A quote from Malmaxa, for you.

    For @rumor_imbris “Fear not. Your family are with you always, though perhaps only in spirit.” #malmaxa

    Empathy: Sadness of others, saddening you. {I don’t recommend this attribute, it brings more pain than joy. No, indeed, I do.}

    Empathy leads to positive things, consider your time in the clutches of its pain, as a passage, to better times, for all. #thought

    Be rude, be proud, know you have served no purpose. #thought

    English: the language of duplicitous swine. Why do we make it so hard to be clear, so easy to be misunderstood? #thought